It was a gorgeous fall day in Paris and my incredibly fit and athletic wife Keri and I had just completed our daily morning workout at our neighborhood Parisian gym in the 16th arrondissement. Her extremely tight and lean, yet muscular body had beads of sweat glistening off of her tanned skin with her tight yoga pants and yoga bikini top covering her beautiful C-cup breast implants. Her above average size nipples were protruding through the tight yoga top as the cool fall breeze kept them at attention. I never minded her showing off her hard body as it was honestly a sense of pride for me and for her given how hard she has always worked at maintaining an incredible body. And it has kept me more than aroused over all the years of our very happy, healthy and sexual marriage. We were returning to our apartment in the 8th arrondissement and on the way was a favorite market of ours that we would stroll through on our way home.
The produce was always fresh with ripe, sweet aromas mixed with the beautiful blossoms of fresh flowers, the incredible scent of fresh bread and pastries, the pungent cheeses and sharp smell of the fresh fish stands, extensive butcher counters with every form of poultry, beef, pork, lamb and every other meat possible. There are spice stands from Morocco and India. Separate vendors selling various nutts, all kinds of olives, organic soaps, dozens of wines from various regions in France with free tasting. There are arts and crafts, new linens, cashmere clothing and hats, hand-crafted tools and antiques. The culture and romance of Paris is indeed palpable and vibrant in an outdoor market. The old couples walk hand in hand as they do their shopping for the next few days. We observe the same cute couples dressed in their best Sunday attire week after week, for years, bickering with the same farmers and butchers, while laughing and talking about their families, their dinner plans and what mushrooms and cheeses might be in season.
Paris is an incredibly romantic city and the beauty and romance flows through a market with love and passion for food, wine, conversation and all of the finer qualities of life. We see the widowed elderly women buying flowers for themselves perhaps to remind them of the beautiful gesture once purchased for them from their lover. We see couples with new babies in strollers making their way through the market, purchasing a new baby outfit, or a well thought out family meal, and fresh flowers to keep the romance alive no matter what how old or how long a romance has endured.
On this particular day, given the narrow walk-way through the market, I'm strolling behind Keri which I always enjoy doing.It allows me to stare at her ass in between the various market items. Her butt is so incredibly tight and small but with great shape and well-formed muscles rounding it out just so perfectly. I also enjoy observing how men of all ages and many women as well will look at her beautiful long natural blonde hair which is what most will notice first.
But then her naturally sexy body will attract their attention almost always. And her timid demeanor has an appeal in and of itself as she rarely makes eye contact with others given her shy and introverted nature. And lastly as people walk by, they cannot help but look down at her beautiful breasts, her incredibly hard, tight abs and her legs that have always been lean and toned with nice petit round muscular calves. And if the on-comers are courageous enough, they'll glimpse back at her ass as she walks by. I especially enjoy the facial expressions and occasional sounds and mumbles they might make as they stroll on by...'oooof' and 'ooh laah'. I try to keep enough distance to where it's not obvious that we're together which opens her up for more glances and gawking and it provides some added sexual tension to observe and enjoy surrounding my gorgeous and sexy wife!
As we strolled and gazed at various stands and vendors, we approached a Moroccan spice counter with a tall athletic young man, light brown skin, very shortly cut black hair, a rounded face but with a very straight and defined nose. He's very muscular and fit, standing still at the spice counter and he was staring at Keri. This time I noticed something different as he smiled at her and I could tell that she had noticed him looking at her and she had clearly acknowledged him with a smile or some gesture. She of course knew I couldn't see her face so she didn't imagine I could pick up on the flirtatious exchange. She then stopped at the stand across the narrow walk-way to gaze at some fresh fruit.
But she was clearly stopping to see if she could manage a few more visual and seductive exchanges with this dude which he was clearly as interested in exchanging moments as she was. I stopped a few feet behind her and looked at some wines that were adjacent to the fresh fruits. She knew I loved wine and could keep busy looking at all the regions and varieties for several minutes which gave her a window to catch a few more playful glimpses of this fit and exotic-looking man who was clearly checking her out from head to toe. I can see they're making eye contact a few more times and admiring one another's physicality as both of them clearly take care of their bodies.
But Keri is always timid and shy at the end of the day so despite this dude clearly wanting to advance on her, she quickly looks away and begins walking down the market past him while he turns and watches her tight and round ass stroll past him. She looks back to me to make sure I'm following her and with a little bit of fear that I've witnessed the sexual tension between them which I don't lead on that I've noticed. As I begin to walk and catch-up with her, she turns to continue down the market to avoid eye contact with her admirer and as I pass him, I discretely whisper to him ("en Francais" of course), "follow me discretely if you'd like to have a threesome with my wife...but not too closely" and I stroll on past.
